Submissive Carol


I'll Do Anything

"Kneel down on the floor and bend over my knee," I said.

Carol looked puzzled but complied.

"I'm going to smack your arse once, very hard. Do you know why?"

"No," she said. "Why?"

"Because you cut in when I was speaking - 'Thursday' indeed." And I swung my hand as hard as I could onto her gorgeous round arse.

"Ouch!" Carol said. "That hurt!"

"You're not going to wimp out on me at the first hurdle, are you?" I said.

"Oh no, I didn't mean it like that," Carol said hurriedly. "Sorry if that was the wrong thing to say."

I gave her arse a friendly pat and told her to get back on the sofa.

"I think she'll be all right," I said. "Have you got a bit of paper and a pen, Lynne?"

Lynne got a pen and paper.

"I, Carol," I said and wrote, "agree to do whatever Paul, Lynne and Mike tell me to and I give them permission to do whatever they like to me, from now until..." I looked at Carol. "How long are you ours for?"

"Um, five o'clock tomorrow?"

"Until 5pm tomorrow, Sunday," I wrote. "Do you want a safe word?"

"What's that?" Carol asked.

"A word you can say if you want to stop. Apart from that any protest you make will be ignored."

Carol thought for a moment. "No, I think it will be more fun if I know I don't have a way out."

"That's it then," I said. "Sign here." I handed it to her.

"Really?" Carol said.

"Really," I said.

Carol shrugged and signed.

"She's all yours," I said to Lynne and Paul. "Use her, ignore her, lock her in a cupboard, get her to do the shopping - whatever you want."

Paul and Carol exchanged a wide-eyed glance.

"I've got to go out for a meeting with Dave Pritchard," Paul said. "That was him on the phone. Will you give me a blow job before I go out?"

"Typical!" Lynne said. "So subtle! Me first, me first." Lynne paused. "But why are you asking, Paul? Just tell her."

"Come here, kneel on the floor, get my cock out and suck me off," Paul said to Carol.

I wasn't sure how Carol would react but she bounded off that sofa like a puppy invited to play with a ball.

Paul stood up. Carol unzipped his flies and pulled out his almost erect cock and into her mouth it went.

"She's going to be good," I said, capturing the scene.

"Make sure you swallow it all," Paul said. "I've got to go to an important meeting in these trousers."

"He likes it if you go up and down on the head, then occasionally plunge it in really deep," Lynne advised. "I'm off to the sauna. Come and join me when you've done that," she said.

Paul was enjoying his blow job and I was enjoying watching - Carol had a very watchable arse. I resisted the temptation to touch her up.

Carol's tongue worked enthusiastically around the head of Paul's cock until he said: "Take it right in, I'm coming!" And come he did, almost stumbling forwards as he did so.

"Lick it clean," he said. "That's it, that's it. Now put it away."

Carol tucked it away and zipped up his flies.

"Well, I'm off," he said. And without another word he left.

When Paul had gone I said: "Carol, you are gorgeous. Was that all right?"

Carol nodded enthusiastically. "I am so hot," she said.

"Come here," I said. "Let me see the crotch of your jeans."

She stood in front of me, feet apart. We both looked at her crotch.

"Blimey," I said. "That is wet." And it was. There was a large and obvious damp patch and it almost glistened. "That'll make a nice picture for James." I said. "Let me feel." I put my hand between her legs and as soon as I did so she threw her head back and said: "Oh god, just one little rub..."

But I wasn't going to release her tension so easily. She'd be more fun if she was desperate.

"Let's go and find Lynne," I said. "And don't come unless you're told to."

Carol looked pleadingly at me.

"And don't do that. Whatever happens to you just accept it. Or you'll get whacked."

She raised her eyebrows as if to say she'd enjoy that, but I said. "No, believe me, if you get whacked I mean we will really hurt you. So be careful."

She pulled a face but I could see she had heeded my words.

Lynne was stretched out on the top shelf of the sauna. I told Carol to pop her head round the door.

"Hello. Paul all done? Get your things off and come on in," Lynne said.

I watch Carol undress. Her pubic hair was wet and matted. She went into the sauna. Lynne sat up and told Carol to sit beside her. I stripped off and went to join them. I was stiff as a ramrod.

"You're enjoying yourself," Lynne said to me.

"Just pleased to see you," I said. "But please, try and imagine I'm not here. I want to listen to all the girl talk."

"Men," Lynne said. "So, tell me about yourself, Carol, and how long you've had this fantasy about being a slave?"

"Well, being told what to do anyway," Carol corrected her. "Years, I think. And now it's actually happening to me, I can't believe it."

"Do you believe this?" Lynne said. And she pulled Carol to her, kissing her deeply and passionately, tongues and all, at the same time squeezing Carol's right nipple harder and harder until Carol whined in muffled pain and eventually couldn't stop herself from pushing Lynne's hand away. My old dick was twitching away merrily as I looked on and captured the scene. (Dick Twitching - great name for a Carry On character.)

"How do you feel about other women?" Lynne asked.

Carol shrugged. "I haven't had much experience to be honest. We've had a couple of threesomes but that's been about it. How about you?"

I shook my head.

"Not very good, is she?" Lynne said to me. "Fights me off, now she's asking me questions. Your little slave needs training, Mike, doesn't she?"

"Hmm, she does," I agreed.

"Sorry," Carol said. "Just trying to..." but she trailed off realising that she hadn't been invited to speak.

"Go and sit over there," Lynne said.

Carol moved away. Lynne stretched out again and closed her eyes.

I wandered out, mostly because I was worried the camera might blow a fuse. I had a shower and peeked back through the window to see if they were up to anything, but they hadn't moved. I sat on a poolside chair and looked at the pictures I'd taken so far. They looked good.

Eventually Lynne and Carol emerged and went into the shower together. It's an open shower - I got a couple of nice pictures.

"Swim, Mike?" Lynne was holding Carol's hand, leading her to the edge of the pool.

"Maybe, but I'll watch for now."

"What an old perv," Lynne said. Carol didn't say anything but winked at me.

"Enjoying yourself, Carol?" I asked.

"Yes, I am, I am," she said.

"Say cheese," I said, snapping away. "Will James enjoy the pictures?"

"He will," Carol said.

Lynne and Carol did a few lengths then stood in the shallow end snogging and feeling each other's tits. Snap snap snap, lovely! And up popped dick again.

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